I long to see a glimpse of Him

Gora, taking the form of the moon

Ascends on this earth

On the night of His holy birth.

Sometimes Him, sometimes the moon,

Sometimes He cries, sometimes He laughs,

Nobody understands what is going on,

They only gaze at the crescent moon

Floating in the middle of the sky, behind the woods.

He is maddened in love with Krishna

Sometimes He looks like Krishna himself

Sometimes, His beloved.

Intertwining both the lovers together,

Radha and Krishna, became one in Gora,

Bathing the earth with the love of Chaitanya.

(This poem is written based on the theme of oneness of Radha and Krishna in Mahaprabhu Sri Chaitanyadev. It is believed that in Him, both the lovers had their souls. I tried to write a poem based on my interpretation of the word ‘oneness’ by imagining the spiritual union of two lovers, or, the lover and the beloved.)

(This poem is part of the series titled ‘Journey Inward’, where I am going to publish 30 poems on spirituality, introspection and self-discovery. You can read the other poems of this series from here.)

(I’m participating in #BlogchatterA2Z)

(I am also participating in the Global A to Z Blogging Challenge 2025 and the Na/GloPoWriMo Challenge 2025.)

(Read the Bengali version of this poem here:

আহা মরি মরি,

গৌরবরণ রূপটি ধরি,

চাঁদ এল এই ভবের খেলায়।

গোরায় চাঁদে মিলে মিশে,

কখন কাঁদে, কখন হাসে,

কেউ কূল কিনারা নাহি পায়।

কৃষ্ণ প্রেমে মাতোয়ারা,

সে আপন হতে আত্মহারা,

গোরা যুগল মূর্তি একে মেলায়।)